Page 10 of The Bossy Billionaire's Fake Date

“You seem nervous,” he remarked pointedly, meeting my gaze.

Instantly, flashbacks of him bending me over the windowsill in his penthouse flooded my mind. I blinked a few times, trying to snap myself out of the trance I was in.

“No,” I croaked. “It’s just that this is my first day.”

He nodded, his expression giving no indication of him having met me before. According to Dylan’s reaction, we were total strangers.

“Good luck. I have some important calls to take, so I’ll be in my office,” he said and then turned to his heel to leave, ending our conversation abruptly.

I was left staring at his retreating figure and wondered if he remembered me. Surely, it hadn’t been long enough for him to just forget someone he slept with the night before.

But with the way he was acting, I was left doubting my own memory about whether last night had happened at all.

∞∞∞

“Kathy!” an excited figure called out by name from afar, rushing over to me.

I had decided to use my lunch break to meet up with an old friend, Sarah, at a cafe close to my office. After what happened that morning, seeing a familiar face felt good. We hadn’t seen each other for many years but I recognized her straight away.

She came over and hugged me tightly.

“God, I missed you too much,” she said, taking her seat at the table. “I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“It’s been a minute,” I smiled. Her energy was infectious, and I instantly felt my mood lifting.

“You have no idea how excited I was when you told me you were moving to New York,” she gushed.

“Me too. I’m so glad you’re around,” I said sincerely. “This city can be a lonely place and I’m happy to have a friend here.”

“Uh, friend?” she shot me a look.

“Sorry,” I chuckled. “Best friend.”

“That’s more like it,” she grinned and then leaned over the table. “So, tell me everything. How’s the new job?”

I groaned loudly, burying my face between my hands. “Don’t even get me started.”

“Is it that bad?” Her tone was immediately clouded with concern.

“The company is great,” I said. “It’s just my luck that sucks.”

“Come on. I know you’re exaggerating. You’re working at one of the best companies in the city, in a role that people admire. How can you say that your luck is terrible?” she questioned, narrowing her eyes at me.

“Well, I met my boss today,” I said. “Turns out, it wasn’t the first time we’ve met each other.”

“Oh, did you two get a chance to meet before? At a work event or something?” she asked curiously.

“Not quite,” I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat just by thinking about what had happened this morning. But I had to get it off my chest. “I met a wonderful gentleman at the bar last night, and we really hit it off. One thing led to another, and we ended the night at his place.”

“And?” Sarah prodded.

I sighed heavily. I’d hoped she’d fill the rest of my story in by herself. “Well, I walk into work this morning, and guess who I see?”

Sarah’s eyes widened, the penny finally dropping. “You’re kidding!”

“I wish,” I replied flatly. “But no. I’m dead serious.”

Sarah burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh my gosh, Kathy. This is hilarious,” she said in between her laughs.

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